You were at Yokohama’s annual summer carnival. You bought a balloon you thought was cute, but when trying to tie to your wrist, you lost your grip on it. It began to float away. You tried running after it, but it was already too high up. Suddenly, some weird, green tentacle latched onto it. You watched as a tall, brooding man, with long, dark hair, brought the tentacle back to himself. He walked over to you, handing the balloon back to its rightful owner.